I met you in the black of the night.
Silver spools of a silvery light
lit the room, held the light from your eyes,
but I still knew they were looking at mine.
And all that night spent wringing our hands
with thoughts of your man and what he might do.
I came through just a year down the line,
and I found you in the city that night.
Drinks for two in the speakeasy light.
Words uncouth, words a weight on my mind.
And all that night spent wringing my hands
with thoughts of your man, how I'd been a fool.
How I'd been cruel.
A coast removed and a letter untyped--
I think of you through innumerable nights,
through innumerable nights.
released January 13, 2013
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